I read the Word, and I am moved.
I know He speaks to me.
I read the Word, and in my heart,
I hear the angels sing:
Oh, God, my God!
What joy is there
That only You can bring!
Oh, God, my God!
Your Word rings true,
And I am moved to sing.
I read the words, and I am moved.
I hear the sorrow there.
I read the words, and feel the pain
That is so hard to bear.
Oh, God, my God!
What would You do--
What would You have ME do--
To soothe the heart
And soul on Earth
While we wait for You?
I read the Word, and I am moved.
It moves me toward the Light.
I read the words, and I am moved.
I pray to make things right.
Oh, God, my God!
I cry to You--
I beg on bended knee--
Oh, God, my God!
Draw close to You
All those who pray with me.
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I am moved by our God who shares His Jesus with me, in the faces of my family...every day...
Friday, August 26, 2011
Friday, May 13, 2011
Religion in the Political Arena: One Brief Comment...
Separation of church and state puts American politicians in a very difficult position. For instance, Catholic politicians have a difficult balance to maintain, often torn between supporting the stance of the Church and supporting the nation as a secular whole. House Speaker John Boehner, a Catholic, is in the news this week because of this issue. The tough spot Boehner has faced re: his political position on programs for the poor is not an uncommon one. The question is whether to support programs that help so many so much, or to partially or fully cut programs that are abused by so many so much. This is not really a matter of religion--all true Christians support helping the poor, pretty much regardless of denomination. This is an issue of politics—these programs need reform. Now, I don’t presume to have the answers; I don’t know what measures of reform to implement that would solve the problem of abuse of federal programs for the poor. All I know is that our nation has been ‘separated’ for so long from God that no one seems to know what to do at all; and we are floundering more and more every day…
Recent News Articles
http://religion.blogs.cnn.com/2011/05/11/catholic-professors-want-boehner-to-reconcider-cuts/?hpt=C2
Friday, May 6, 2011
My Odd Response to the Wolves...
I recently heard some great musical stylings and witnessed some good fun on the part of Christians outside of my denomination. I am attracted to that stuff--always have been. But just after I enjoyed it, warning bells went off in my head: are these people the people who have been said to woo the soul of a person, in order to imprison one's heart and surreptitiously change one's mind with words like those the serpent used in Eden? Could these people be the 'wolves' against whom I have been cautioned? And, then, I got mad...really mad...
A Christian worldview is a Christian worldview is a Christian worldview, people!! What does it matter how one person worships as opposed to how another person worships within the Christian community?? Different people choose different denominations, each with differences in doctrine. But holding on to the basics--that Christ is our Savior--should inspire unity, not division; respect, not derision. Operating according to that fact, and adhering to the Ten Commandments, should make for peaceable interaction between all Christians. It makes me so upset when one Christian denomination condemns another Christian denomination based on social teachings of that church. The focus should not be on judgment, but on persuasion to the Truth. That is not to say that some churches have social teachings that are wholly or inherently bad; but, rather, that we are called as followers of Christ to be open to hearing the points of view of others and that we are called to convert mislead hearts by gentle persuasion. There is no call for fire and brimstone condemnation, or any judgment whatsoever on the part of the human church.--that should be left to God. Our mission as Christians is to do God's will as exemplified by Christ on Earth, and in so doing, glorify God at every turn. We are called to be glimmers of God in the world, rays of His Light to those whose vision is obscured. But we are most definitely NOT called to judge or condemn.
So, I say, sing away Christian musicians! Enjoy yourselves, Christian folk of every ilk! You most definitely might be "'wolves in sheeps' clothing" from the standpoint of one or another specific denomination's doctrine; but so long as you are glorifying God, I'm down with that. I mean, really, one Christian guy's howl is another Christian guy's "HALLELUJAH!!"
Amen!
http://www.jesus-is-savior.com/Wolves/wolf_in_sheeps_clothing.jpg
A Christian worldview is a Christian worldview is a Christian worldview, people!! What does it matter how one person worships as opposed to how another person worships within the Christian community?? Different people choose different denominations, each with differences in doctrine. But holding on to the basics--that Christ is our Savior--should inspire unity, not division; respect, not derision. Operating according to that fact, and adhering to the Ten Commandments, should make for peaceable interaction between all Christians. It makes me so upset when one Christian denomination condemns another Christian denomination based on social teachings of that church. The focus should not be on judgment, but on persuasion to the Truth. That is not to say that some churches have social teachings that are wholly or inherently bad; but, rather, that we are called as followers of Christ to be open to hearing the points of view of others and that we are called to convert mislead hearts by gentle persuasion. There is no call for fire and brimstone condemnation, or any judgment whatsoever on the part of the human church.--that should be left to God. Our mission as Christians is to do God's will as exemplified by Christ on Earth, and in so doing, glorify God at every turn. We are called to be glimmers of God in the world, rays of His Light to those whose vision is obscured. But we are most definitely NOT called to judge or condemn.
So, I say, sing away Christian musicians! Enjoy yourselves, Christian folk of every ilk! You most definitely might be "'wolves in sheeps' clothing" from the standpoint of one or another specific denomination's doctrine; but so long as you are glorifying God, I'm down with that. I mean, really, one Christian guy's howl is another Christian guy's "HALLELUJAH!!"
Amen!
Saturday, April 30, 2011
Getting in Shape
Okay, God. I hear You. I mean, I hear You and I'm ACTUALLY listening. You've been telling me for a long time now to get in shape; I just haven't paid attention...or else I have -- gasped -- ignored You! But things are coming to a head now; and in retrospect, I have discovered that solutions have been offered (well, at least one) and that I have just not listened. I am developing a plan: tomorrow I will gather what I need; and Monday I will begin. It's boot camp time...and this training will be anything but basic...!
(Bible study + exercise = awesome.)
(Bible study + exercise = awesome.)
Tuesday, April 12, 2011
Your mission, should you choose to accept it: Be Excellent.
We should make an effort to be extraordinary, rather than ordinary. We should aim for the exemplary, rather than settle for the mediocre. We should strive for excellence, rather than perfection. Excellence is doable; perfection is God's business.
As we endeavor to be our best, most excellent selves, we must remember that there are those around us that do not have this same goal, or simply do not approach the mission in the same way. This family is respectful of all people regardless of age, gender, race, family status, marital status, religion, disability, sexual orientation or any other difference that makes them special and unique in the eyes of God. We may not agree with some of the choices made by others; but we do not pass judgment, as that is only God's prerogative. All we can do is pray for others, and with others--after all, we are all seekers of one sort or another--that we might find God and that He might find us. We can pray that our steps are guided to the path God chooses for each of us, and that we remain on that path even in light of the obstacles and temptations that are bound to spring up along the way.
In this way, we have set our sights on excellence. We truly believe that we can attain excellence by meeting and accepting others wherever they are, and serving as beacons that illuminate God's intended paths (especially in times of difficulty or danger). By aiming for excellence in this way, we function as prayers incarnate for one another.
I, for one, need all the prayers I can get. I hope there are others out there who choose, on my behalf at least, to accept this mission to be excellent.
As we endeavor to be our best, most excellent selves, we must remember that there are those around us that do not have this same goal, or simply do not approach the mission in the same way. This family is respectful of all people regardless of age, gender, race, family status, marital status, religion, disability, sexual orientation or any other difference that makes them special and unique in the eyes of God. We may not agree with some of the choices made by others; but we do not pass judgment, as that is only God's prerogative. All we can do is pray for others, and with others--after all, we are all seekers of one sort or another--that we might find God and that He might find us. We can pray that our steps are guided to the path God chooses for each of us, and that we remain on that path even in light of the obstacles and temptations that are bound to spring up along the way.
In this way, we have set our sights on excellence. We truly believe that we can attain excellence by meeting and accepting others wherever they are, and serving as beacons that illuminate God's intended paths (especially in times of difficulty or danger). By aiming for excellence in this way, we function as prayers incarnate for one another.
I, for one, need all the prayers I can get. I hope there are others out there who choose, on my behalf at least, to accept this mission to be excellent.
Saturday, March 19, 2011
Fashion Show...
Sometimes I wonder about the personal tastes of my children when it comes to fashion. I mean, do each of them really expect me to authorize them to wear their mismatched outfits out of the house?!? "No," I say, "brown and white pants do NOT match with your yellow, black, and white checked shirt." And, "Why in the world would you think that you should go without a jacket when it is 30 degrees outside, simply because the jacket is navy blue and the skinny jeans are gray? Seriously? You're kidding, right?" At times like these, they frown and shuffle off to find the lone white shirt that matches with everything and the blue skinny jeans instead of the gray ones, completely unaware and unappreciative of the fact that their mother has just done them a great service...
We all have our favorite designers or trends that we follow. But even when we think our fashion sense is well-informed and well-practiced, fashion issues can arise. Maybe our favorite designer goes off the deep end, and covers every design in human hair, or starts spouting off antisemitic rhetoric, say. Maybe the latest trend doesn't account for all circumstances; and wardrobe malfunctions--a broken heel or poor alteration, for instance--become the bane of our existence. We all have worn two different shoes to the big meeting, or managed to spill soup on our ties before the PR photos.
People are sometimes the same way when it comes to spirituality. Some people arrive at the fashion show, ready to walk the runway of life with the perfectly matched ensemble of faith and action. Their Christian morals and values and character pervade their every action and interaction. And when they pray, they shout it; when they are filled with the spirit, they sing it. But some people arrive at the fashion show completely unprepared and disheveled, their actions opposite to their professed faith. These people usually fall into one of two groups: the delayed or the hypocritical. The delayed are making an effort to clarify their Christian beliefs within themselves, but haven't quite managed to find a balance; so they run late to the show. The hypocritical think it is enough to say they are Christians, even if their actions do not bear that out in public; so their outfits never fit quite right. We all, I would wager, have had moments when we were unprepared or disheveled in our faith...
No fashion show is ever perfect--some people on the runway may be completely in their element; but others are wearing shoes that are one or more sizes too small; and others still are hiding last minute safety pins behind clumsy flowers. Remember that, similarly, in life there will be trials and temptations, doubts and worries, ups and downs. But if we make an honest effort to match our actions to our faith, with God's help we will reach a level of excellence that allows our Christian morals and values and character to shine forth as a light to those who are in the dark. If we keep working towards excellence, and leave the perfection up to God, we will make it down the runway with grace; and this fashion show will go off without a hitch.
We all have our favorite designers or trends that we follow. But even when we think our fashion sense is well-informed and well-practiced, fashion issues can arise. Maybe our favorite designer goes off the deep end, and covers every design in human hair, or starts spouting off antisemitic rhetoric, say. Maybe the latest trend doesn't account for all circumstances; and wardrobe malfunctions--a broken heel or poor alteration, for instance--become the bane of our existence. We all have worn two different shoes to the big meeting, or managed to spill soup on our ties before the PR photos.
People are sometimes the same way when it comes to spirituality. Some people arrive at the fashion show, ready to walk the runway of life with the perfectly matched ensemble of faith and action. Their Christian morals and values and character pervade their every action and interaction. And when they pray, they shout it; when they are filled with the spirit, they sing it. But some people arrive at the fashion show completely unprepared and disheveled, their actions opposite to their professed faith. These people usually fall into one of two groups: the delayed or the hypocritical. The delayed are making an effort to clarify their Christian beliefs within themselves, but haven't quite managed to find a balance; so they run late to the show. The hypocritical think it is enough to say they are Christians, even if their actions do not bear that out in public; so their outfits never fit quite right. We all, I would wager, have had moments when we were unprepared or disheveled in our faith...
No fashion show is ever perfect--some people on the runway may be completely in their element; but others are wearing shoes that are one or more sizes too small; and others still are hiding last minute safety pins behind clumsy flowers. Remember that, similarly, in life there will be trials and temptations, doubts and worries, ups and downs. But if we make an honest effort to match our actions to our faith, with God's help we will reach a level of excellence that allows our Christian morals and values and character to shine forth as a light to those who are in the dark. If we keep working towards excellence, and leave the perfection up to God, we will make it down the runway with grace; and this fashion show will go off without a hitch.
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
PRAISE
PRAISE = Positive Response Amidst Incredibly Stressful Events
The conflict overseas has taken so many of our military heroes away from families. The conflict has caused so much upheaval and change. The conflict has created so much stress for so many people in so many ways. How can they get through it all?
One thing they can do is turn to God. He knows our hearts; He knows what we need. Praising Him can be an expression of our joy in the easier times, but also a great comfort in the tough times. In times such as these, remembering to PRAISE is surely one of the best ways to cope, so our faces shine with grace and hope, along with our pride in those who have volunteered to serve and protect our nation and its citizens!
Below is a personal reflection informed by my military lifestyle (cross-posted from my Facebook page)...
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Honor and Sacrifice
I am confident in my patriot: his competence and skill, his resolve and fortitude, his convictions and his faith; plus I accepted in advance the repercussions of our choice, including the probability of long separations. We signed up for this, honored to be able to serve and support our great nation. But my heart does ache for the children--mine and all the others--who bravely say goodbye and good luck and Godspeed, with proud and grateful hearts, all the while wishing for just one more pat on the back, one more story to be read, one more kiss before parting...
Freedom Fighters
by Erika Mehlhaff
It is our honor
And our sacrifice
To proudly stand and serve,
When all around us
Trouble sounds,
Drowning out the word:
Freedom.
We're a steady group
Of guardians,
Taking on our shoulders
The great albatross
Of this land:
The great struggle for
Freedom.
We know our duty;
we know our goal.
It's absolutely clear:
We are fighting for
Our love of
Our country and our
Freedom.
✝♥☮4∞2myTϟ✈
Below is a personal reflection informed by my military lifestyle (cross-posted from my Facebook page)...
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Honor and Sacrifice
I am confident in my patriot: his competence and skill, his resolve and fortitude, his convictions and his faith; plus I accepted in advance the repercussions of our choice, including the probability of long separations. We signed up for this, honored to be able to serve and support our great nation. But my heart does ache for the children--mine and all the others--who bravely say goodbye and good luck and Godspeed, with proud and grateful hearts, all the while wishing for just one more pat on the back, one more story to be read, one more kiss before parting...
Freedom Fighters
by Erika Mehlhaff
It is our honor
And our sacrifice
To proudly stand and serve,
When all around us
Trouble sounds,
Drowning out the word:
Freedom.
We're a steady group
Of guardians,
Taking on our shoulders
The great albatross
Of this land:
The great struggle for
Freedom.
We know our duty;
we know our goal.
It's absolutely clear:
We are fighting for
Our love of
Our country and our
Freedom.
✝♥☮4∞2myTϟ✈
Monday, March 7, 2011
Make a Joyful Noise...
- Psalm 100:1 of the New American Standard Bible says: "Shout joyfully to the LORD, all the earth." In other translations it says: "Make a joyful noise to the Lord, all the earth."
But what does it mean to "shout joyfully" or "make a joyful noise" during Mass?
In the CNP Feedback section of the CanticaNOVA Publications web site, there are several questions regarding Catholic liturgical music. These questions and the responses from the web site creators inspired me to reflect and pray on this. I have discovered that the Catholic Church, indeed, has rules about music that is allowed during the Mass. And those rules are apparently so strict that there is great debate about them, with even popes weighing in over time. Some people would love to go back to more Latin in the Mass, with more chanting and such. Others are calling for contemporary Christian music to have a place in the Mass. It seems that the debate is really about what constitutes the "joy" mentioned in Psalm 100.
I am called to address this issue--it has been weighing on my heart for several days now. And I have a solution to end the debate: "praise and worship" combination services for Catholics.
It's risky to suggest, I know. But how far are we from that, really, in terms of music? Why can we not have some Masses, with traditional (and "approved") liturgical music, combined with "praise music," or Masses with "praise music" sung pre- and/or post-assembly??
So many people would be drawn to the Lord as Catholics with the addition of "praise and worship" music common in many Protestant churches. As long as we are lifting our voices in song, and pouring our hearts and souls into it, and being drawn closer to Christ by it, what difference does it make if we are attempting Gregorian chant or jamming with guitars and drums and trumpets or even rapping? All Christian music is for the Lord; all of it is sung to praise Him, regardless of personal taste. Why must even one of the purest forms of praise divide the Body of Christ?
I'm frustrated and almost angered by this...I will keep praying on it--and secretly wishing I could also go to Wednesday night worship at the local, music-heavy non-denominational church. I just want nothing more than to make a joyful noise...
Thursday, March 3, 2011
Putting down roots...
Yesterday evening, I was reading something about how to "bloom where you're planted"--which, of course, got the Carey Landry song by that title stuck in my head. You know: the one from back in the 80s (my Catholic school days)? I thought it would be gone by the time I woke up this morning; but thanks to my morning devotion, with its mention of sowing and harvesting, I was reminded again of the planting and, hence, the blooming. Oy. In an effort to apply the idea and its meaning in my life (but mostly to eliminate the irritatingly repetitious lyrics of that song), I have been researching and reflecting all day. People unfamiliar with their Bible might believe there is some Scripture associated with these words that compare human beings to blooming plants, but they'd be wrong. Though there are passages in Scripture (more directly in some Bibles than others) that might be related in terms of the general idea expressed (i.e. Jeremiah 17:7-8, Psalm 1:3; Psalm 92:12-13), the words themselves are not actually in the Bible at all. St. Francis de Sales (1567-1622) is probably responsible for inspiring the actual words; he is credited with stating the following:
"Truly charity has no limit; for the love of God has been poured into our hearts by His Spirit dwelling in each one of us, calling us to a life of devotion and inviting us to bloom in the garden where He has planted and directing us to radiate the beauty and spread the fragrance of His Providence."
St. Francis de Sales actually expressed this idea in a lovely and inspiring way. I can certainly reflect more easily on blooming where I'm planted when it is presented in this context!
When I started blogging today, I was convinced that this post would be titled "Pulling Weeds" and that I would be rambling on about tending the gardens where my children are planted, so they can bloom and "radiate the beauty...of His Providence." But I have found another way to apply this idea in my life as well...
Charity--basically benevolence and Christian love--can be practiced every day. We are each called to offer some form of charity to others. We have the capacity for it because God swells our hearts with His love, that we might share it with those around us. And I know so many to whom I can show charity right now. I have been "planted" in the right here and now; now it is not only my time to bloom, but to put down some roots! I already see the blessings that might radiate, from comfort for those who need it to building deeper friendships... I KNOW it is gonna be awesome!!
I am always so amazed at the small, but profound ways in which God works! The song that irked me so this morning has been made new to me, and sounds as if sung by angels! "Bloom Where You're Planted" has become a mantra of sorts to help me fulfill my purpose--His plan--of putting down roots and growing in devotion while sharing God's love with those around me.
Amen to that!
"Truly charity has no limit; for the love of God has been poured into our hearts by His Spirit dwelling in each one of us, calling us to a life of devotion and inviting us to bloom in the garden where He has planted and directing us to radiate the beauty and spread the fragrance of His Providence."
St. Francis de Sales actually expressed this idea in a lovely and inspiring way. I can certainly reflect more easily on blooming where I'm planted when it is presented in this context!
When I started blogging today, I was convinced that this post would be titled "Pulling Weeds" and that I would be rambling on about tending the gardens where my children are planted, so they can bloom and "radiate the beauty...of His Providence." But I have found another way to apply this idea in my life as well...
Charity--basically benevolence and Christian love--can be practiced every day. We are each called to offer some form of charity to others. We have the capacity for it because God swells our hearts with His love, that we might share it with those around us. And I know so many to whom I can show charity right now. I have been "planted" in the right here and now; now it is not only my time to bloom, but to put down some roots! I already see the blessings that might radiate, from comfort for those who need it to building deeper friendships... I KNOW it is gonna be awesome!!
I am always so amazed at the small, but profound ways in which God works! The song that irked me so this morning has been made new to me, and sounds as if sung by angels! "Bloom Where You're Planted" has become a mantra of sorts to help me fulfill my purpose--His plan--of putting down roots and growing in devotion while sharing God's love with those around me.
Amen to that!
God Reveals the Extraordinary
Today on the Facebook page of 89.5 KTSY radio, this question was posed: "
I immediately thought of my children, and then myself as a parent, when I read that. Because I do not want to forget my response, I am reposting it here:
As I grow as a parent, God reveals the extraordinary in the ordinary! Teaching my children to count and to read, to worship and lead, allows me to see their best, extraordinary selves. That is, when they learn morals and values and manifes...t this in every day ways, I am blessed to glimpse who God wants them to be! I try to be an example to my kiddos, which of course can be difficult, but every so often I rejoice in my success at it--like moments when I could lose my temper, but instead practice patience and approach a situation in a more balanced and gentle way. Though I will keep trying, I know that God isn't finished w/me yet--the most 'extraordinary me' will come when we meet!
It is truly an amazing miracle to know that God allows opportunities to witness His great work in people. And it is such an awesome reward when we are able to witness His work in people who are special to us, especially our children! And what grace to be able to see it every so often in ourselves!! AMEN!!
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
To be free...
I was meditating this morning on how I can keep God as my first priority in every day life. I was thinking about what distractions cause me to lose my focus, and how to get back on track so that I can say yes to God. I was led again to reflect on Matthew 7:3-5:
I am sometimes guilty of noting the splinters in the eyes of others, while not acknowledging those in my own eyes. Being self-righteous to this degree is a great distraction from truly prioritizing God in my life. But there are so many other things that can get in the way as well...
In experiencing life, we all encounter stumbling blocks. Sometimes we are able to stand again quickly and continue down the right path. At other times, we fall and lose our focus--we become blinded by the obstacles. We shift our perspective and focus on the obstacles so completely that we forget about God and the path He's laid. We get wrapped up in the joys of life, or stuck in the sorrows--all of these become specks in our eyes. We hold ourselves hostage, becoming wholly subject to these things. We become slaves to our life experiences.
To combat this in myself, I must remember that God is in all things. I must remember that God has laid a path for me. I must remember that God is in control, and trust that He is executing His plan appropriately. That is sometimes very difficult to do; nevertheless we must remember that God IS here. In good times and bad times; with achievements and failures; during breakthroughs and trials, God is here. I do not have to rejoice alone, because God is there. I do not have to carry my burdens alone, because God is here. I do not have to go through life's ups and downs alone, because God is here. And in remembering this, I put God first; and I can be truly free.
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- Why do you notice the splinter in your brother's eye, but do not perceive the wooden beam in your own eye?
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- How can you say to your brother, 'Let me remove that splinter from your eye,' while the wooden beam is in your eye?
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- You hypocrite, 3 remove the wooden beam from your eye first; then you will see clearly to remove the splinter from your brother's eye.
I am sometimes guilty of noting the splinters in the eyes of others, while not acknowledging those in my own eyes. Being self-righteous to this degree is a great distraction from truly prioritizing God in my life. But there are so many other things that can get in the way as well...
In experiencing life, we all encounter stumbling blocks. Sometimes we are able to stand again quickly and continue down the right path. At other times, we fall and lose our focus--we become blinded by the obstacles. We shift our perspective and focus on the obstacles so completely that we forget about God and the path He's laid. We get wrapped up in the joys of life, or stuck in the sorrows--all of these become specks in our eyes. We hold ourselves hostage, becoming wholly subject to these things. We become slaves to our life experiences.
To combat this in myself, I must remember that God is in all things. I must remember that God has laid a path for me. I must remember that God is in control, and trust that He is executing His plan appropriately. That is sometimes very difficult to do; nevertheless we must remember that God IS here. In good times and bad times; with achievements and failures; during breakthroughs and trials, God is here. I do not have to rejoice alone, because God is there. I do not have to carry my burdens alone, because God is here. I do not have to go through life's ups and downs alone, because God is here. And in remembering this, I put God first; and I can be truly free.
Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Cookies...
Cookies
by Erika Mehlhaff.
Here come the cookies.
Girl Scouts will deliver them.
I will gain ten pounds.
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C is for cookie; that's good enough for me! Cookie Monster and the gang got it right. But, alas and alack, they spend their days Elmocizing and singing and dancing and playing on Sesame Street--which means they need not worry about those scrumptious bites of heaven showing up on their little furry derrieres!!
That is all.
by Erika Mehlhaff.
Here come the cookies.
Girl Scouts will deliver them.
I will gain ten pounds.
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C is for cookie; that's good enough for me! Cookie Monster and the gang got it right. But, alas and alack, they spend their days Elmocizing and singing and dancing and playing on Sesame Street--which means they need not worry about those scrumptious bites of heaven showing up on their little furry derrieres!!
That is all.
Tuesday, February 22, 2011
He Stands Behind Me...
In the midst of sorting laundry last night, I found Jesus. No, I did not see His face outlined in the pattern of a shirt or in the folds of socks and jeans and sweaters. I found Him standing right behind me. A million thoughts were swirling in my head--thoughts about my list of chores and teaching my children, saying goodbyes and soothing pains.... And just when I thought my head would explode, there He was!
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadowy flash. At first I thought it was my Little, out of bed looking for me. I began to turn around, and in an immediate instant it was clear who it truly was.
For fear that He would leave me amidst my piles of laundry and my long list of responsibilities, I stopped short of turning completely, and went back to my task. "Navy blues and blacks in this pile...for Jesus...reds and pinks, yellows and oranges here...for Jesus...jeans over there...for Jesus...."
In retrospect, I realize that I saw Jesus at my shoulder because I needed to see Him there. It was a reminder to me that I can hand over to Him my burdens and the drudgery of so many of life's tasks; I can offer up the chores and the worries alongside the thanks and the praise!
And I need not fear His absence, for He is always here to help me with anything and everything...even if it is just sorting the laundry.
Out of the corner of my eye, I saw a shadowy flash. At first I thought it was my Little, out of bed looking for me. I began to turn around, and in an immediate instant it was clear who it truly was.
For fear that He would leave me amidst my piles of laundry and my long list of responsibilities, I stopped short of turning completely, and went back to my task. "Navy blues and blacks in this pile...for Jesus...reds and pinks, yellows and oranges here...for Jesus...jeans over there...for Jesus...."
In retrospect, I realize that I saw Jesus at my shoulder because I needed to see Him there. It was a reminder to me that I can hand over to Him my burdens and the drudgery of so many of life's tasks; I can offer up the chores and the worries alongside the thanks and the praise!
And I need not fear His absence, for He is always here to help me with anything and everything...even if it is just sorting the laundry.
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He Stands Behind Me
by Erika Mehlhaff
He stands behind me
making sure I finish
what I've started,
W/what I've begun[.]
to realize[:]
He is there
where I left Him
T/the last time I needed help./,
He came
and put me at
E/ease[.]
into
T/the situation
T/the situation
and the circumstances
of this
life[.]
I've chosen
to offer up
in an effort
to
B/be steady again,
unwavering
In
F/faith[,]
[-]full.
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Wednesday, February 16, 2011
Birthdays...
"You say it's your birthday/It's my birthday too, yeah/They say it's your birthday/We're gonna have a good time/I'm glad it's your birthday/ Happy birthday to you."
--The Beatles, "Birthday"
Today actually is my birthday. Here are some of the best birthday words ever, in no particular order, and my thoughts on them...
"We turn not older with years, but newer every day."
--Emily Dickinson
Thank Goodness, Ms. Dickinson!!
If you think about it, Dickinson is on the right track here. Throughout our Earthly lives, our experiences inform our character. Our good character directs us to God, in whom we become new.
"None are so old as those who have outlived enthusiasm."
--Henry David Thoreau
"And in the end, it's not the years in your life that count; it's the life in your years."
--Abraham Lincoln
True, Mr. Thoreau and Mr. Lincoln!! I try to be as enthusiastic as possible about life. Enthusiasm is a great tonic for the circumstantial ills of life. It helps to keep things in perspective, and inspires a positive attitude. All of that makes for better development of the servant heart!
***
Birthdays are reminders of the Spirit living within us. They allow us to look back, not with regret or longing, but with pride and gratitude for how far we have come. They serve as markers in our Earthly lives by which we can glimpse what is to come: one day, enjoying our salvation in the full presence of Christ!
***
And now, some final wise birthday words from a Roman playwright of old:
"Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words."
--Plautus
Yes, sir, Mr. Plautus!!
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
Be Exemplary
I am pondering thusly: if a tree falls in the forest and no one is there to see/hear it, did it really happen...and, what is the speck in my eye that makes it so I can't see passed the nose on my face...further, does God's Holy 2x4* really look like a 2x4 or what...? And also: why can't I see the forest for the trees...and, what is this speck doing in my eye anyways, and how do I get it out...further, what the heck are these bruises from--being beaten black and blue by said 2x4?
I am excited to say that I have discovered some answers to these questions! Here is a bit of back story, some context for the answers...
I have been thinking about friends of mine who exemplify Christian living, and reflecting on how they stay grounded in their faith amidst the chaos of the world. I have crossed paths with exemplary Christian women in person, online, and in reading. I have reflected on Mary's example of listening and being open to God's call. I have read Proverbs 31 and rediscovered the woman of strength and grace there, after a friend of mine (another wonderful female Christian example) mentioned that she will be referencing "the Proverbs lady" in a talk she's preparing to give. I have been inspired to make an attempt at following the examples they all have set.
I have realized (though only today) that God is trying to get my attention, to remind me of what it means to be an exemplary woman; and all of these women have been 'showing up' recently as part of His plan. This realization led me to some great conclusions about my recent pondering...
So, here's what I now know: These women who have come into view are all trees in the forest around me; and they are exemplary regardless of whether or not there are witnesses. That said, I can be a witness--if I get that speck out of my eye...
I have identified the speck in my eye. Actually, it isn't always the same speck--there are many that can find their way into my eye. Sometimes it is the speck of pride or vanity; other times, carelessness or thoughtlessness. Sometimes it is laziness or indifference; other times, immaturity or intolerance. The list goes on and on. Most people have had specks like these in their eyes at one point or another. To remove these things, I'm finding it necessary to listen more and better, keep an open mind, foster a greater sense of humor, and pray often--and sometimes very loudly!
And as for the Holy 2x4, I get a good whack from it more regularly than I would like to recognize. It apparently takes many forms--whatever I need to be jolted from my hazy state of obscurity! Some days, the 2x4 is the guy driving really badly in front of me who forces me to practice patience; other days it is a friend or relative who guides me away from complacency; other days still it is one of my children who reminds me to love out loud rather than get bogged down in frustration and disappointment...
The bruises are from the aforementioned 2x4, of course. If I remember to open my eyes and my heart, I no doubt will suffer fewer bruises. As for the bruises I do receive, I take comfort in knowing that they will serve as reminders to me to pay attention!!
*Thanks to my friend Sally for the awesome 2x4 metaphor!
I am excited to say that I have discovered some answers to these questions! Here is a bit of back story, some context for the answers...
I have been thinking about friends of mine who exemplify Christian living, and reflecting on how they stay grounded in their faith amidst the chaos of the world. I have crossed paths with exemplary Christian women in person, online, and in reading. I have reflected on Mary's example of listening and being open to God's call. I have read Proverbs 31 and rediscovered the woman of strength and grace there, after a friend of mine (another wonderful female Christian example) mentioned that she will be referencing "the Proverbs lady" in a talk she's preparing to give. I have been inspired to make an attempt at following the examples they all have set.
I have realized (though only today) that God is trying to get my attention, to remind me of what it means to be an exemplary woman; and all of these women have been 'showing up' recently as part of His plan. This realization led me to some great conclusions about my recent pondering...
So, here's what I now know: These women who have come into view are all trees in the forest around me; and they are exemplary regardless of whether or not there are witnesses. That said, I can be a witness--if I get that speck out of my eye...
I have identified the speck in my eye. Actually, it isn't always the same speck--there are many that can find their way into my eye. Sometimes it is the speck of pride or vanity; other times, carelessness or thoughtlessness. Sometimes it is laziness or indifference; other times, immaturity or intolerance. The list goes on and on. Most people have had specks like these in their eyes at one point or another. To remove these things, I'm finding it necessary to listen more and better, keep an open mind, foster a greater sense of humor, and pray often--and sometimes very loudly!
And as for the Holy 2x4, I get a good whack from it more regularly than I would like to recognize. It apparently takes many forms--whatever I need to be jolted from my hazy state of obscurity! Some days, the 2x4 is the guy driving really badly in front of me who forces me to practice patience; other days it is a friend or relative who guides me away from complacency; other days still it is one of my children who reminds me to love out loud rather than get bogged down in frustration and disappointment...
The bruises are from the aforementioned 2x4, of course. If I remember to open my eyes and my heart, I no doubt will suffer fewer bruises. As for the bruises I do receive, I take comfort in knowing that they will serve as reminders to me to pay attention!!
*Thanks to my friend Sally for the awesome 2x4 metaphor!
Wednesday, January 26, 2011
Peacekeeper or a peacemaker?
Today's devotion has got me thinking. Usually I read my devotion early in the day, around the time that my coffee has kicked in fully; but today I did not get to it until fairly late. I was surprised to find that it totally applied to my week thus far! The question posed: "Are you a peacekeeper or a peacemaker?"As long as I am personally at peace, I am a peacemaker. When I do not keep my focus on God, I lose my way; that is when I am lucky if I can be just a peacekeeper. Being a peacemaker requires me to keep God in even my smallest of thoughts and actions. It requires me to pay attention, to be a good listener, to do my best to understand the needs of those around me. It requires me to exemplify calmness, caring, and compassion, with inner peace as the goal.
Being a peacekeeper merely requires me to be present, whether I recognize God there or not. It requires me to be involved only enough to maintain commotion-free state. It requires me to exemplify nothing more than mediator, with just outer peace as the goal.
God has led me through this week in a pretty overwhelming way--but not in a negative sense. He has "guided my steps to peace" all the way through this Wednesday evening. Turns out I'm at least as good at peacemaking as I am at peacekeeping. I have no doubt I'll keep walking the right direction, getting better along the path, so long as I take deep breaths and don't get in His way...
http://www.loyolapress.com/assets/Bookcovers/112950_a-call-to-action.swf
Friday, January 21, 2011
The Heart of the Home
My friend Peggy posted this query on her Facebook page: What do you think it means to be "the heart of your home"? I surprised myself with how quickly and pointedly I responded:
Being the heart of the home is being the one to bear the sufferings and pains of the family, while holding them up and supporting them. But (LUCKILY) it is also being the one to bear the joys and triumphs! It is the job of every Mama. Sometimes there are crises that call for our immediate attention and support. At times like these, we can rely on the strength that we build up along the way; we fortify ourselves when our load is light! Daddies can also be the heart of the home--for the Mama, and with the Mama (two hearts as one for the kiddos)!
Sometimes I think my job as a Mama is just too hard. Sometimes I feel like going on a LONG sabbatical. Sometimes I feel like quitting altogether. I wonder if my husband sometimes feels the same way about his job as Daddy. Surely, he must--I mean, seriously, parenting is the most exhausting job in the universe!
As I contemplate my exhaustion, I find my way to fortification. I realize that I have to be careful not to sprint through this marathon of earthly life. I visualize the small, round faces of my children with shining smiles and sparkling eyes, looking to me for guidance and compassion...I remember my sweet husband lauding my efforts at building up the character of each of our children (while also doing the laundry and grocery shopping and dealing with the day-to-day drama that comes with having three children from teenager to toddler)...I reflect on the Holy Family and the example that they set for me to practice gratitude, patience, and love...I think about God--the Big Guy Himself--who is, of course, the greatest example of how to really be the heart of the home. He makes it clear that there is great sorrow, but also great joy. There is great sacrifice, but also great peace. There may be conflict and hostility, but also great LOVE--always LOVE--the lifeblood that keeps the beat strong.
Fortification, indeed.
So, I sigh and say a prayer, and jump back into my work...my family needs me...
Being the heart of the home is being the one to bear the sufferings and pains of the family, while holding them up and supporting them. But (LUCKILY) it is also being the one to bear the joys and triumphs! It is the job of every Mama. Sometimes there are crises that call for our immediate attention and support. At times like these, we can rely on the strength that we build up along the way; we fortify ourselves when our load is light! Daddies can also be the heart of the home--for the Mama, and with the Mama (two hearts as one for the kiddos)!
Sometimes I think my job as a Mama is just too hard. Sometimes I feel like going on a LONG sabbatical. Sometimes I feel like quitting altogether. I wonder if my husband sometimes feels the same way about his job as Daddy. Surely, he must--I mean, seriously, parenting is the most exhausting job in the universe!
As I contemplate my exhaustion, I find my way to fortification. I realize that I have to be careful not to sprint through this marathon of earthly life. I visualize the small, round faces of my children with shining smiles and sparkling eyes, looking to me for guidance and compassion...I remember my sweet husband lauding my efforts at building up the character of each of our children (while also doing the laundry and grocery shopping and dealing with the day-to-day drama that comes with having three children from teenager to toddler)...I reflect on the Holy Family and the example that they set for me to practice gratitude, patience, and love...I think about God--the Big Guy Himself--who is, of course, the greatest example of how to really be the heart of the home. He makes it clear that there is great sorrow, but also great joy. There is great sacrifice, but also great peace. There may be conflict and hostility, but also great LOVE--always LOVE--the lifeblood that keeps the beat strong.
Fortification, indeed.
So, I sigh and say a prayer, and jump back into my work...my family needs me...
Hope
Hope
by Erika Mehlhaff
What roundness
Like arms enveloping
Is love:
A child's smile
Bright shining eyes
Best self, remembered
Hope
Hope
Hope
Love on the wing
There, but gone
A glance, a glimmer
Hope
by Erika Mehlhaff
What roundness
Like arms enveloping
Is love:
A child's smile
Bright shining eyes
Best self, remembered
Hope
Hope
Hope
Love on the wing
There, but gone
A glance, a glimmer
Hope
Wednesday, January 12, 2011
Personal and Social Responsibility...
I wonder in today's day and age where we have gone wrong as a nation. So many terrible things happen in America on a daily basis. Aside from the unlawful things, there are things that are just plain immoral and even evil. Take, for example, the current situation in Arizona. A lone gunman targeted a group of people gathered for a political event, killing six and wounding another 14. Why did this horrible thing happen? The big "why" can only be answered by God; but the small "why" is a question for humanity. A friend of mine addressed this issue very well to me this morning...I posted the following as a note on my Facebook page, but wanted to repost here...
My friend has it right: ...Isn't it in fact "our" responsibility to have either interviewed or evaluated [the Arizona shooter] professionally, even if against his will, especially after there were 10 written and verbal concerns to the school admin? Especially since thousands read his countless internet blogs? I do not subscribe to the idea that no one can do anything to help, unless someone commits a crime, as the police say. Many saw a crime coming and not only did society fail the victims, they failed this young man who is now overwhelmed with hate.....and hate : love :: [d]evil : God. Jesus said He would not leave one single sheep behind. As believers, then, we must see that while Jesus watched out for him for so long before he committed the crime, we did not do our part...and so he *was* left behind.
My friend and I are firm believers in personal responsibility. We are both strong Christian believers. She said that she didn't have to strength to post this herself because she feared people would think ill of her, or that she is crazy! But she, like I, certainly would not want to offend anyone. Isn't that where our country has failed, by having fear of "offending" each other?
If you feel the need to comment, please be respectful. I am tolerant (as all Americans should be) of the views of others, but not of disrespect and hate. PLEASE NO FLAMES!! I will remove any such posts! (Posted for you, my friend C.--you know who you are!!)
Friday, January 7, 2011
I am a Convict...
A convict. Yep; that's me. No, I am not a felon; I have not broken any state or federal laws. But I am a convict all the same, guilty of not knowing my Catholic doctrine as fully as I could--ahem, as I should.
What makes it the most terrible for me is being unable to teach doctrine to my children in a way that makes a lasting impression on them, and brings them closer to Jesus. The Lord knows I try--I operate mostly on faith and it shows every day. But the truth is that sometimes just being faithful doesn't cut it; sometimes children need some definitive answers. When one of my children asks a faith- or doctrine-related question that I cannot answer, I have heretofore just told myself, "Well, I guess he/she is just being a 'doubting Thomas' about that." But some things do have real explanations; some questions actually do have answers; and it is my responsibility as a parent to provide those explanations and answers.
The lights are dim in this room, where it should be so much brighter. Every so often (and moreso recently than ever before), there is a light in the relative darkness. I imagine it is Jesus with a flashlight, guiding me and showing me the path I am supposed to take. Sometimes, I redirect my steps immediately; sometimes it takes a little time...
One problem I have is letting the ways of the world interrupt my progress--I am a repeat offender as far as that goes. I take full responsibility for that, and am happy to say that I am getting better at dealing with this issue every day. The bigger problem I have is just not knowing where to start! One might say, "It doesn't matter where you start; just start somewhere!" I know; I know. But that doesn't make it any easier for me!! What happens is that I DO start somewhere, but then get overwhelmed and can't figure out which tangent to follow; so I end up abandoning my efforts...sigh.
I seriously believe a little discipleship is in order. My cousin says that my Grandmother would roll over in her grave to hear me say this because "it sounds like a Protestant idea, only for those praise-and-worship people." But it doesn't have to be a "Protestant idea" alone. There is no real cause to separate Catholics from Protestants based on how we manifest our love of Jesus and zeal for Christian living--Catholics should (in my opinion) choose to engage in their faith in a way that is just as open and fervent as those "praise-and-worship people," at least sometimes! That said, I turn back to myself and am convicted in my own heart of not doing this. I sing loudly and proudly at Mass, and encourage the same in my children--singing is praying twice, they say--but that is the extent. I need to do more; I need to show more; I need to serve more. I need to do it for my children.
I realize now that all of my efforts to find good Catholic educational resources for my children should really have been divided, so that I could have also found those things for myself! Then I wouldn't have to rely completely on someone else to teach my children the doctrine of the church! I am now in search of some good resources (Apologetics?) that are not too intimidating for me to study, and that actually help me to teach my children church doctrine along with showing them how to live faithfully. Though I am raising good Christian children, I need to refocus in order to raise good Catholic children. It would be wonderful if I could find someone to disciple me personally along the way--someone who is on fire about their faith and actually knows what they're talking about, too; someone who exemplifies Catholic living outside of religious life; someone who can be a role model for me to watch while also actively teaching me and praying with me. Hopefully along the way, I will be afforded the light of God's grace in such abundance that the dimness will turn to brightness, and will shine for me and my children. Then I will be a convict no more!!
Other notes...
Today's online devotion was a really good one...
http://www.loyolapress.com/assets/Bookcovers/91025_the-lord-is-with-you.swf
And I am compelled to watch my Catholic friend Peggy's reversion story again and again on "The Journey Home" (EWTN Global Catholic Network)...
http://www.youtube.com/EWTN#p/search/0/0Rp94E6dwnM
What makes it the most terrible for me is being unable to teach doctrine to my children in a way that makes a lasting impression on them, and brings them closer to Jesus. The Lord knows I try--I operate mostly on faith and it shows every day. But the truth is that sometimes just being faithful doesn't cut it; sometimes children need some definitive answers. When one of my children asks a faith- or doctrine-related question that I cannot answer, I have heretofore just told myself, "Well, I guess he/she is just being a 'doubting Thomas' about that." But some things do have real explanations; some questions actually do have answers; and it is my responsibility as a parent to provide those explanations and answers.
The lights are dim in this room, where it should be so much brighter. Every so often (and moreso recently than ever before), there is a light in the relative darkness. I imagine it is Jesus with a flashlight, guiding me and showing me the path I am supposed to take. Sometimes, I redirect my steps immediately; sometimes it takes a little time...
One problem I have is letting the ways of the world interrupt my progress--I am a repeat offender as far as that goes. I take full responsibility for that, and am happy to say that I am getting better at dealing with this issue every day. The bigger problem I have is just not knowing where to start! One might say, "It doesn't matter where you start; just start somewhere!" I know; I know. But that doesn't make it any easier for me!! What happens is that I DO start somewhere, but then get overwhelmed and can't figure out which tangent to follow; so I end up abandoning my efforts...sigh.
I seriously believe a little discipleship is in order. My cousin says that my Grandmother would roll over in her grave to hear me say this because "it sounds like a Protestant idea, only for those praise-and-worship people." But it doesn't have to be a "Protestant idea" alone. There is no real cause to separate Catholics from Protestants based on how we manifest our love of Jesus and zeal for Christian living--Catholics should (in my opinion) choose to engage in their faith in a way that is just as open and fervent as those "praise-and-worship people," at least sometimes! That said, I turn back to myself and am convicted in my own heart of not doing this. I sing loudly and proudly at Mass, and encourage the same in my children--singing is praying twice, they say--but that is the extent. I need to do more; I need to show more; I need to serve more. I need to do it for my children.
I realize now that all of my efforts to find good Catholic educational resources for my children should really have been divided, so that I could have also found those things for myself! Then I wouldn't have to rely completely on someone else to teach my children the doctrine of the church! I am now in search of some good resources (Apologetics?) that are not too intimidating for me to study, and that actually help me to teach my children church doctrine along with showing them how to live faithfully. Though I am raising good Christian children, I need to refocus in order to raise good Catholic children. It would be wonderful if I could find someone to disciple me personally along the way--someone who is on fire about their faith and actually knows what they're talking about, too; someone who exemplifies Catholic living outside of religious life; someone who can be a role model for me to watch while also actively teaching me and praying with me. Hopefully along the way, I will be afforded the light of God's grace in such abundance that the dimness will turn to brightness, and will shine for me and my children. Then I will be a convict no more!!
Other notes...
Today's online devotion was a really good one...
http://www.loyolapress.com/assets/Bookcovers/91025_the-lord-is-with-you.swf
And I am compelled to watch my Catholic friend Peggy's reversion story again and again on "The Journey Home" (EWTN Global Catholic Network)...
http://www.youtube.com/EWTN#p/search/0/0Rp94E6dwnM
Sunday, January 2, 2011
The Little Drummer Boy in You...
Though she is only two and a half years old, my Little is obviously committed to Jesus. She regularly refers to Him in her play, and is always excited to receive "blessing water" as we enter and leave the church building on Sundays. She delights in getting her blessing from the priest at "Communion time." My Little sleeps now with a Jesus doll, too--I call Him JC. She hugs JC when she's sad and in need of comfort; and she talks to him to thank Jesus for her blessings when she is happy. She helps JC give blessings to Panda, Teddy Bear, and Pink the Elephant, often repeating things that the priest says during the Mass. I encourage these things in her, helping her develop her relationship with and commitment to Jesus at this young age.
In a certain sense, my Little reminds me of the character of the Little Drummer Boy. Though fictional, the Little Drummer Boy depicted in the popular Christmas song and movie is a great example of Christian commitment to the Lord. Though he is among the least of people, with little in the way of material goods, he still gives of himself by playing his drum for Baby Jesus. The boy shares the only thing he has to offer; he gives the greatest gift he has. My Little gives her play to the Lord in a similar way. It is as moving and inspiring to me as the song and the movie about the Little Drummer Boy--if not more so.
"I played my drum for Him...; I played my best for Him," the song goes. In offering all that he has to give--his best drumming skills--the boy commits himself wholly to Jesus to the best of his human ability. Hopefully, in this new year, everyone will be able to practice the humility that the Little Drummer Boy showed. Hopefully, everyone will be able to share their own personal gifts as the Little Drummer Boy did. Hopefully, everyone will be able to find the Little Drummer Boy inside himself, and commit himself to the Lord just as completely.
In a certain sense, my Little reminds me of the character of the Little Drummer Boy. Though fictional, the Little Drummer Boy depicted in the popular Christmas song and movie is a great example of Christian commitment to the Lord. Though he is among the least of people, with little in the way of material goods, he still gives of himself by playing his drum for Baby Jesus. The boy shares the only thing he has to offer; he gives the greatest gift he has. My Little gives her play to the Lord in a similar way. It is as moving and inspiring to me as the song and the movie about the Little Drummer Boy--if not more so.
"I played my drum for Him...; I played my best for Him," the song goes. In offering all that he has to give--his best drumming skills--the boy commits himself wholly to Jesus to the best of his human ability. Hopefully, in this new year, everyone will be able to practice the humility that the Little Drummer Boy showed. Hopefully, everyone will be able to share their own personal gifts as the Little Drummer Boy did. Hopefully, everyone will be able to find the Little Drummer Boy inside himself, and commit himself to the Lord just as completely.
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